This week, the boys are back to play all the hits: dicks, balls, and Spam. Mike eats a delicious sin, Michael poses an unsolvable riddle, and we all put Ben Affleck in a trashcan. It's our best yet.
The boys are back, and this one is pure Christmas baby. Mike starts a Colonel Sanders OnlyFans account, Michael gets very into Paddington, and we all do flawless Jimmy Stewart impressions.
This week (well, from last month), the boys cancel Baby Yoda once and for all. Mike explores the Pope's long history of standing in the way of technology, Michael starts a fight club, and we all get very horny on main. It's our best yet.
We're gonna be honest – Mike was drunk for this one, and it shows. Mike pops and won't stop, Michael loses a bet, and we all make a statue of our favorite dogs.
The boys are back, and true to form they basically just talk about dicks the whole time. Mike remembers critical information about penis bones, Michael opens a secret box, and we all ponder Sam Neill's obsession with solitaire. It's our best yet.